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by Mahesh Kachare Apr 6, 2017 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Don't ask me about my sadness It will definitely loose my gladness Don't try to see my saddest past The sorrows were very very vast I don't want to see my past journey 'Cause with cry, I will fall on my knee By hurting me, don't earn a great sin And, don't try to give me medicine If I tell my sorrow, you will cry But now my eyes have been dry Now about sorrow, I have no fears 'cause I got power to hide my tears
by Anamika Patil
What a realistic poem!